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May Quotes - Page 318

The white May blossom swooned slowly into the open mouth of the grave.

"The Art of Fiction No. 200". Interview with Belinda McKeon, www.theparisreview.org. 2009.

What sort of faults may we retain, nay, even cherish in ourselves? Those faults which are rather pleasant than offensive to others.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, John Stuart Blackie (1883). “The Wisdom of Goethe”, Edinburgh, W. Blackwood

Necessity is cruel, but it is the only test of inward strength. Every fool may live according to his own likings.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1853). “Goethe's Opinions on the World, Mankind, Literature, Science, and Art”, p.57